Today's poet

[freckle]

Mmmm one of those days....cue the PLATH!!!!!!!

Admonition

If you dissect a bird
To diagram the tongue
You'll cut the chord
Articulating song.

If you flay a beast
To marvel at the mane
You'll wreck the rest
From which the fur began.

If you pluck out the heart
To find what makes it move,
You'll halt the clock
That syncopates our love.


S Plath

[Alf]

Mmmm one of those days....cue the PLATH!!!!!!!

Admonition

If you dissect a bird
To diagram the tongue
You'll cut the chord
Articulating song.

If you flay a beast
To marvel at the mane
You'll wreck the rest
From which the fur began.

If you pluck out the heart
To find what makes it move,
You'll halt the clock
That syncopates our love.


S Plath

Good choice freckle. I had a "bad car" day but it sounds like your day was much worse than mine.

[Alf]

A poem about good old fashioned trust.

Trust

Oh we’ve got to trust
one another again
in some essentials.

Not the narrow little
bargaining trust
that says: I’m for you
if you’ll be for me. -

But a bigger trust,
a trust of the sun
that does not bother
about moth and rust,
and we see it shining
in one another.

Oh don’t you trust me,
don’t burden me
with your life and affairs; don’t
thrust me
into your cares.

But I think you may trust
the sun in me
that glows with just
as much glow as you see
in me, and no more.

But if it warms
your heart’s quick core
why then trust it, it forms
one faithfulness more.

And be, oh be
a sun to me,
not a weary, insistent
personality

but a sun that shines
and goes dark, but shines
again and entwines
with the sunshine in me

till we both of us
are more glorious
and more sunny.

D. H. Lawrence

[monkeynut]

Doctor O'Dell
Fell down a well
A broke his collar bone
But Doctor's should attend the sick
And leave the well alone

Spike
:w00t:

[Harry H Howgill]

Oh dear. Hope today wasn't too bad.

Mmmm one of those days....cue the PLATH!!!!!!!

Admonition

If you dissect a bird
To diagram the tongue
You'll cut the chord
Articulating song.

If you flay a beast
To marvel at the mane
You'll wreck the rest
From which the fur began.

If you pluck out the heart
To find what makes it move,
You'll halt the clock
That syncopates our love.


S Plath

[Harry H Howgill]

Now there's a thing. There hasn't been all that much Spike Milligan on this thread. Definately plenty of more good ones to choose from.

Doctor O'Dell
Fell down a well
A broke his collar bone
But Doctor's should attend the sick
And leave the well alone

Spike
:w00t:

[Harry H Howgill]

I must go down to the sea again

I must go down to the sea again,
to the lonely sea and the sky;
I left my shoes and socks there -
I wonder if they're dry?

Spike Milligan

[Mountain Goatess]

I didn't even know Spike Milligan wrote poetry....it's very Nee Botherish actually and amusing....I like it! :thumbup:


There Are Holes In The Sky

There are holes in the sky
Where the rain gets in
But there ever so small
That's why the rain is thin.

Spike Milligan

[freckle]

I must go down to the sea again

I must go down to the sea again,
to the lonely sea and the sky;
I left my shoes and socks there -
I wonder if they're dry?

Spike Milligan

He He ! I do like a bit of Spike nice one Harry and MG, and yes today was not a great day but you cant expect life to be all a bunch of roses, or am i thinking a box of chocolates, ah heck you know what I mean! thnx for concern! :-) x

Alf - i do like that poem think its in staying alive isn't it...not sure what to think of dh lawrence overall as a poet, a little on the dramatic side i reckon but i did like the one he did about figs......ahem, nuff said! ;O)....

right, I is off to bed with Pip (only a character from Great Expectations-much to my dismay!) na night

[Harry H Howgill]

Who's who

I used to think nurses
Were women,
I used to think police
Were men,
I used to think poets
Were boring,
Until I became one of them.

Benjamin Zephaniah